Check the transmission generator.
The Senate would revoke their trade franchise, and they'd be finished.
This is a dangerous situation, Your Highness.
Our security volunteers will be no match against a battle-hardened Federation army.
Get their weapons.
They've knocked out all our communications.
They're in the main hanger. This way.
There are too many of them.
They need her to sign a treaty to make this invasion of thiers legal. They can't afford to kill her.
We'll need to free those pilots.
If we can't get the shield generator fixed, we'll be sitting ducks.
How can you be sure?
You can't take Her Royal Highness there! The Hutts are gangsters. If they discovered her...
An extremly well-put-together little droid, Your Highness.
Without a doubt, it saved the ship, as well as our lives.
R2-D2, Your Highness.
I do not agree with the Jedi on this.
Wait! Wait. Her Highness commands you to take her handmaiden with you.
The queen wishes it. She's curious about the planet.
Looks pretty bad. Panaka.
We'll be right there.
Qui-Gon's in trouble.
Your Highness? Your Highness. Senator Palpatine has been nominated to succeed
Valorum as supreme chancellor.
Bail Antilles of Alderaan and Ainlee Teem of Malastare.
More likely they were wiped out.
Your Highness.
As soon as we land, the Federation will arrest you and force you to sign the treaty.
There are too few of us, Your Highness. We have no army.
They've probably spotted us.
More likely they were wiped out.
Your Highness.
Almost everyone's in camps.
A few hundred police and guards have formed an underground resistance movement.
I brought back as many of the leaders as I could.
The Federation army's also big larger than we thought, and much stronger.
You're Highness, this is a battle I do not think that we can win.
The difficulty is getting into the throne room.
Once we're inside, we shouldn't have a problem.
Red group! Blue group! Everybody, this way!
Go! Ascension guns!
Jam the doors.
I think you can kiss your trade franchise good-bye.